I Want to Talk to You

[Hook] I wanna talk to the mayor, to the governor, to the motherfuckin' president I wanna talk to the FBI, and the CIA, and the motherfuckin' congressman I wanna talk to the mayor, to the governor, to the motherfuckin' president I wanna talk to the FBI, and the CIA, and the motherfuckin' congressman Can I talk to ya? [Verse 1: Nas] Step up to the White House let me in Whats my reason for being I'm ya next of kin And we built this motherfucker You wanna kill me because my hunger? Mr. America young black niggas want ya I wanna talk to the man, understand? Understand this motherfuckin G-pack in my hand Look what happened to San Fran Young girl hit by policeman Twelve shots up in her dome, damn Niggas thought we slept but the architect sent The Pentagon's from Egypt, government secret The 99 to 2-G computer shutdown, what now Extension on Earth, human cutdown Niggas play with PlayStations, they build a spacestations On Mars plottin civilizations Dissin us discriminatin different races Tax payers pay for more jail for Black Latin faces [Hook] [Verse 2: Nas] I'm just a black man why y'all made it so hard damn Niggas gotta go create his own job Mr. Mayor imagine if this was your backyard Mr. Governor imagine if it was your kids that starved Imagine your kids gotta sling crack to survive Swing a mack to be live cart ack to get high It's the ghetto life yea I celebrate it I live it And all I got is what you left me with I'mma get it And y'all combinin' all the countries we goin' do the same Combine all the cliques to make one gang It ain't a black and white thing It's to make the change, citizens of a higher plane [Hook] [Verse 3: Nas] What y'all waitin for the world to blow up Before you hear this rewind this 4 minutes before we timeless Let y'all niggas bang my shit before Saddam hits Let Nastradamus tell us what time it is They try to buy us with doe Fake black leaders of puppets always talking bout the city budget The news got it all confused lyin to the public They eyes watchin stay wise move above it Water floods predicted, hurricanes, twisters Its all signs of the Armageddon, three sixes People reverse the system, politics verse religion Holy war, muslim verse christians Niggas in high places, they don't got the balls for this People in power sit back and watch them slaughter us Mr. President I assume it was negligence The streets upside down, I'm here to represent this [Hook] [Outro] Can I talk to you Mr. President Niggas tryin to get with the computers We ain't John Henry Banging down fuckin'..? fighting against the machines We want to be Part of the establishment nigga That's what we are steppin up for Ain't no cartoon out here This shit is real Total Package in this nigga LES in this nigga Ill Will nigga Mr. President wanna keep us from establishment Niggas are american baby American Made